Short stories of the God of mischief. Whatever I feel like writing, so some will have multiple parts I will do:
-Stories of solely Loki (Growing up, etc...)
-Loki x reader (Different reader types [ex. Female, Male, disorders, etc...])
-Loki x OC
-Lo...
Ship: Fem!Loki x Natasha (Could be read as platonic if you wanted)
Type: Fluff!
Wordcount: 726
TW: None
Synopsis: Loki is stressed, so Natasha does her nails.
A/N: This one takes up the Blackfrost block of my Pride Month special! This ship is def underrated. (Again, could be read as an romantic OR platonic).
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This fic was partially inspired by by this art piece by @Murdermuffinloki on Tumblr
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Natasha sat on her bed, lying out some of her nail polishes. She grabbed a nail file to work on her nails, when she heard a knock at the door.
"Come in." She called out, and the door opened and closed, revealing Loki. Natasha scooted over and patted the spot next to her on the bed, prompting Loki to sit next to her. "What's up?"
"Just... stressed." Loki sighed, lying her head down on Natasha's lap. Natasha smiled and set the nail file down, ruffling Loki's hair with her hand.
"Is there anything you're stressed about in particular?" Natasha questioned, and Loki shook her head.
"Not really. I just feel stressed in general." Loki said, and Natasha nodded in understanding.
"I know what you mean." She said, locking one of Loki's hands with her own. "I have an idea. I was just getting ready to do my nails, how about we do yours as well?"
Loki smiled and sat upright. "I guess that would work." She said, and Natasha picked up a nail file and began to work on Loki's nails.
"That tickles!" Loki said, laughing, and Natasha rolled her eyes. "Well keep your freaking hand still!"
Loki huffed and did her best to steady her hand, while Natasha continued to file down on the nails.
After finishing with the file, she grabbed a little tool and began to get the dirt out of Loki's fingernails and used it to push back her cuticles.
When Natasha finished with the tool, she set it down and grabbed some of the polishes. "What color do you want?"
Loki smirked at her. "Is that really a question?" She asked, and Natasha picked out the black polish. "What a surprising choice."
Natasha coated Loki's nails with a base coat first, and Loki watched her work quietly. The distinct scent of the nail polish began to spread throughout the room, causing Loki to scrunch her nose.
"Yeah, I hate that smell too." Natasha said, finishing up with the base coat and grabbing the black polish. "JARVIS, can you open the window?"
"Of course, Miss Romanoff." JARVIS replied, and the window to their left opened. "Thanks." Natasha said, focusing on applying the nail polish.
Loki smiled as she watched Natasha carefully paint her nails. "You're staring." Natasha pointed out, and Loki shrugged.
"I can't help it, you're just so pretty." She said, smiling, and Natasha playfully slapped her. "Hey!" Loki yelped, faking offense.
"Sush." Natasha chastised, finishing up with the polish and blowing on them. She then grabbed a final protective coat and began to apply it on top of the black.
"I will never understand how you get your lines so clean. Whenever I do it, I have to use a ton of nail polish remover to clean up the excess." Loki whined, and Natasha shrugged.
"Practice, I guess." Natasha said, putting up the polishes and going to her vanity, where she began to rummage around for something. "Now where is that stupid-" She grumbled, tossing a few things to the side. "-Ah-ha! There it is."
Natasha plugged in her UV lamp to the outlet, motioning for Loki to sit down on one of the chairs she had slid over to the vanity. She had Loki prop her hands under the lamp to allow for the polish to dry faster.
"Now I'm going to go do mine." Natasha stated, but Loki stopped her. "Wait for mine to dry." Loki said, and Natasha arched her eyebrow.
"Why?" She questioned, and Loki gave her a cheeky smile. "So I can do them!" Loki proposed, and Natasha huffed.
"Do we really want to make a huge mess right now?" She asked, and Loki gave Natasha her best over-exaggerated puppy dog eyes.
"Fineeee." Natasha said, sitting back down near the vanity and twirling her braid. "But we are definitely not letting you paint them on the bed."
Loki rolled her eyes, smirking. "But last time it went so well!" She protested, and Natasha gave her a look.
"Sure, if you call making the bed look like I just woke up on my period 'going well.' You ruined the entire bedspread." Natasha reminded Loki, who smiled with an innocent shrug.
"Hey, I did them for free! No complaints!" She said, wiggling her eyebrows.
Natasha laughed, pulling Loki's hair back to braid it. "Alright, alright, no complaints."
